6 weeks

Well, I'm at 6 weeks and so far, so good. TIRED is the worst of it. I never thought I could be this tired, for no other reason than pregnant. I go to bed at 9pm, I get up at 7 or 8am, and I feel like I haven't slept at all. On my off days, I lay around like I have the flu. Ridiculous. But it's not everyday, and it's not all day...so I'm doing just fine.
The nausea is sparatic. I don't feel icky every morning and every night. Sometimes it's one or the other. Sometimes it lasts for a half hour, sometimes its 2 or 3 hours. Slatines and Ritz are fabulous, they get me though it. I've even been leaving some in the nightstand by the bed. "The Book" says to munch in the middle of the night when I get up to pee...and that is suppose to avoid the icky, empty stomach feeling that brings on the barfy feeling. So that's what I'm doing.
When I refer to "The Book" it's, of course, "What to Expect When Expecting". The book everyone reads. And yes, its a bible to me. I check it for everything. The weekly play-by-play. Keith is reading it with me. He seems confused at some parts, but he's interested and excited by what it has to say.

The best was on night one of reading, we were on the chapter talking about 'birth plans'. It was talking about choosing doctors or midwifes, hospitals or home-birth. He was following  just fine, until I started reading about the 'birthing rooms' at hospitals. I finished about 4 paragraphs worth of info when he came out of the bathroom, toothbrush in mouth, and managed to mumble, "....I don't get it".
Turns out he was most confused why the book spent 2 pages descirbing a room at hospital where we will deliever a baby. Valid point...I couldn't answer that question. It did seem basic enough to just state...and move on. But the look on his face was just classic. I told him that if he was confused about the 'birthing room' then we might have some future issues :)

But really, Keith is doing great so far. He talks to my tummy as much as he talks to me. Of course he is excited, he was born to be a daddy. So no it's no surprisethat he is contantly whipering to my belly button.
He's adjusting to me pretty well. He is finally accepting the the 'tired' thing is no joke. Lucky for us, one of the attorney's he works with just had a baby at the end of Decemeber, so he has someone to bounce all this off of on a daily basis (if needed). I think once our first appt happens, it will officially be REAL for him, and probably me too. I admit, it's strange to be 6 weeks pregnant, you know you ARE pregnant, you are excited and anxious and full of questions....but you don't feel different other than being tired feeling bloated in your clothes.  Appointment number one is on February 2nd. We will be about 10 weeks by then, so an ultrasound and the babies heartbeat will probably throw us BOTH into crazy-emotion town.
So that's blog #1 - I will continue to update as exciting, and unexciting things happen along the way.
Oh, and I almost forgot - we are NOT finding out the sex of the baby -